I know he will skim through this to get to the nice portions as quickly as possible. Honestly, by now I should have known better. It's imperative that I do so.
Slowly, William rubs sunscreen into my arms, making careful to cover every inch of skin. After he finishes with my lower back, he tells me to lie back so he can work on my upper chest and breasts. He gently pinches my nipples, but none of us says a word. Especially not when he tries to nibble the bottom of my breasts. His massive hands cup around my rib cage. You should "lift your hips."
I comply immediately, and he throws the cover-up on the floor after dragging it down my body. He looks right at me. "It barely covers you, so we'll be sure to scrub every inch before you put it back on again."
To put it simply, I lick my lips. It was a resounding "Yes, Daddy."